Momentum oppression, which can instantly make opponents with lower cultivation reveal their original form.

Although Jin Yunzhen learned that Wang Lun was likely to be an early stage cultivator in the Yudan Realm, after all, seeing was not believing, and he wanted to confirm it directly.

But the next moment, Jin Yun Zhenren's face changed greatly, and his palm shook in a panic, bringing out the palm wind, as if he wanted to wave away the momentum of the other party's rolling over, and his expression was surprised.

Just now, when his momentum was pressed, just for a moment, a stronger momentum rushed over, like a bamboo, he was not prepared at all, and he was pressed by the other party's momentum at once.

Waving your hands is a knee-jerk reaction to hide the change in your face.

was pressed by the other party's momentum, although he would not be injured, but at that moment, he was flustered and embarrassed, but he was out of the picture.

Before he could adjust, a figure flew towards him, and his voice was also joking: "Don't you want to see the real chapter with my subordinates, why don't you do it?"

Wang Lun flew a few meters, only five or six meters away from Jinyun Zhenren, his hands were hanging down, and his appearance was comfortable.

Jin Yun Zhenren looked at his current form as if he was facing a great enemy, and suddenly his face was ashamed, and he resented the other party even more.

But Jin Yun Zhenren didn't dare to act rashly. The momentum of the other party is stronger, indicating that the cultivation will only be higher than the early stage of the Yudan Realm.

With such a strong loose cultivation, he will not take the initiative to attack.

"I don't have the courage to do it," Wang Lun said with a smile, "Then I'll do it." ”

Wang Lun's right hand stretched out, and his palm slashed forward diagonally, as if a sharp palm knife had cut through the air.

But what came out was sword qi, which had nothing to do with sword qi at all.

A sword aura that jumped in the air was cyan, neither the sharp aura of the edge, nor the cold murderous aura, giving Jin Yun Zhenren the feeling that this sword qi was very dexterous, it seemed that wherever he moved, this sword qi would flexibly chase up and appear.

Jin Yun Zhenren's feeling became very bad, and he even trembled a little.

The perception of the cultivator of the Jiedan Realm was not vegetarian, and since he sensed the special characteristics of this sword qi, he immediately sacrificed a magic weapon in the air as if he were facing a great enemy.

A lotus-like black magic weapon, densely packed with small holes facing Wang Lun's direction, Jin Yun Zhenren quickly controlled, and the magic weapon instantly rotated wildly, and from hundreds of small holes, each shot something like a nail.

This thing is golden, and when it appears, it immediately unfolds and becomes a cross-shaped, and with the rotation of the magic weapon mother, it also rotates rapidly after flying out, because it is a cross shape, and the rotation forms a strong strangulation force.

So many golden flying nails immediately stopped the cyan sword qi, and the cyan sword qi only rushed forward, immediately revealing its declining momentum, and it was about to be strangled.

After all, this was only the first sword of the "First Spirit" that Wang Lun had inspired after spending a few hours of meditation, and it was only a half-finished product, and its power was not half of the power formed by using the Starlight Sword Technique in the late stage of the Jiedan Realm.

What's more, there were too many golden flying nails, and it was almost by relying on the "crowd tactics" to seal his sword qi.

But Wang Lun is not worried at all. Since one sword qi can't work, it's better to have a few more.

Anyway, sword qi, as long as the mana is there, sword qi can be generated.

Whoosh whoosh.

Wang Lun's right palm continued to cut forward diagonally, and with a quick movement, there were more than a dozen sword qi in an instant, sword after sword, shooting towards Jin Yun Zhenren.

The first sword of "Chu Ling" was used by Wang Lun for the first time to fight with his opponent in a way that only sought quantity and did not seek quality.

Jin Yun Zhenren's first thought was to scold people. With so many cyan sword qi attacking, he could only desperately urge the "Golden Nail Scattered Flowers" magic weapon in his hand.

In his heart, Jin Yun Zhenren was secretly complaining. After a brief confrontation before, he actually felt a little difficult to deal with the opponent's sword qi with just one sword qi.

Bang bang. The cross-shaped golden nails rotated, swarming up, but the "crowd tactics" no longer worked, after five or six sword qis, the golden nails were blown away a lot, and the remaining sword qi found a route, almost straight in.

Jin Yun Zhenren saw the terrifying nature of this sword aura.

The sword qi was too flexible, approaching him from all angles, forcing him to start scrambling.

Wang Lun looked at it coldly, and at this time, he suddenly pulled out the Thousand Exterminating Spirit Sword and drew a sword.

The same cyan sword qi shot out, but it was more agile and the trajectory was more elusive. In particular, Jin Yun Zhenren was dealing with the previous sword qi at the moment, and he was in a hurry.

So this sword qi approached silently, and when Jin Yun Zhenren reacted and felt bad, the sword qi brushed his right side of his face quickly.

Jin Yun Zhenren quickly retreated, kicked hard with his feet on one of the steps, and the person jumped into the air, flew to the tree next to him, and looked at Wang Lun.

Finding that Wang Lun didn't continue to shoot, Jin Yun Zhenren immediately wiped the right side of his face with his hand.

I felt a chill on my face before, but now that my hand is covered with it, I immediately came into contact with a little viscous liquid, and when I looked closely, it was blood.

I'm hurt!

Jin Yun Zhenren was instantly furious. How can this be reasonable, this person actually dares to hurt himself, this is provoking a life-and-death battle between the two sides!

A voice floated over coldly: "Acquaintance, if I really want to kill you, that sword qi just now will not just scratch a little skin!"

Wang Lun walked back to the stone table and sat down.

There were also teapots and cups on the stone table, which were not affected in the confrontation between the two just now, Wang Lun picked up the teapot by himself and poured himself a cup of tea.

In the confrontation just now, the mana fluctuated greatly, but the movement caused was basically limited to the courtyard, so the movement was not large, and the Fang family might not be able to find out what was happening in the quiet courtyard.

"Come here. ”

Wang Lun shouted at Jin Yun Zhenren, his calm tone with a sense of command that could not be refused.

Jin Yun Zhenren is used to being the uncle of the Fang family, and he was about to go crazy on the spot, and said in his heart What kind of thing is your master Wang, shouting that you will go over, and you will go over?

Wang Lun didn't take any further action, picked up the teacup and drank water, his movements unhurried.

Jin Yun Zhenren stayed on the tree and felt that the wound was a little itchy, and then he realized once again that he was injured by the other party's sword qi.

As the other party said, if the other party really wants to kill himself, he has every chance just now, and there is even a great chance of doing it.

So, did the other party really not want to kill people?

Doubting the letter, Jin Yun Zhenren jumped down and fell to the ground, his mouth still unwilling to give in: "I'll listen to what you have to say." ”

He stood still and did not walk to the stone table.

"What is the relationship between you and the Fang family?" Jin Yunzhen said that he wanted to listen to Wang Lun, but he immediately opened his mouth to ask, and his tone was a little horizontal.

Wang Lun smiled and said lightly: "Don't you think the lesson is enough?"

Jin Yun Zhenren was not brainless, and met Wang Lun's eyes, knowing that he should shut up, so he didn't ask again.

Wang Lun knocked on the stone table, and his voice passed out: "Put away your little thoughts, I don't have time to entangle with you, and if you dare to involve me again, I guarantee that you will die." ”

The killing intent was suddenly launched, and Wang Lun stared at the other party, at this moment, it was like looking at a dead person.

Jin Yun Zhenren was startled, and subconsciously wanted to launch a defense, but after reacting, he knew that it was a false alarm.

However, is this really just that the other party is taking advantage of his inattention and suddenly coming to scare himself?

Jin Yun Zhenren knows very well that it is impossible for pure scare to let himself subconsciously have such a big reaction.

The person in front of him is really not scaring himself. Moreover, this person's murderous aura is very great, and the monks who were killed under the sword are only afraid that there are many more people killed in his life than in his life!

It's a little hard to mess with this person.

Jin Yun Zhenren was silent, not daring to fight-for-tat.

"You can fuck off. Wang Lun said unceremoniously.

Jin Yun Zhenren didn't say a word and immediately withdrew.

After returning to his residence and taking care of the wounds on his face, Jin Yunzhen's face was gloomy.

The opponent showed at least three advantages.

First, when you think that the other party has left the residence and is going to somewhere to sneak things up, but the other party is actually dormant in the front yard, and you don't know it, and when the other party suddenly appears, you find out.

In a temporary residence, it is normal to be careful, but like the other party, it is early in the morning, the sense of vigilance is still so strong, and the dormant skills are so good, if it is the other way around, the other party sneaks into his residence to carry out a sneak attack, he is only afraid that he will be hit.

The second is that the cyan sword qi emitted by the other party is too dexterous, with the characteristics of seeing the seams and inserting needles, which is very different from the ruthless and sharp sword qi emphasized by the sword cultivator, he has no experience in dealing with this kind of sword qi, and is at a disadvantage.

The third is that the other party's cultivation is at least in the middle of the Dan realm. As for whether it is in the late stage of the Yudan Realm, it is uncertain, but based on this, the strength of the other party is also stronger than his own.

The three disadvantages add up, and he has no ability to fight the other party in the Fang family at all.

In other words, if the other party really came for the position of the Fang family's great worship, he was only afraid that he would be squeezed down by the other party.

"But this person shouldn't do this, judging from his actions, he seems to have a boundary with the Fang family. ”

"I really misunderstood, Fang Fengming said that this person has no competition with me, maybe it's true. ”

Jin Yun Zhenren knew that it was impossible to go to that Master Wang for trouble again, and it was impossible to provoke the other party again.

It's just that a bad breath can't be vented on the other party's body.

......

Early the next morning, Wang Lun began to cultivate, and after the cultivation was over, he came in from the backyard, and a servant stepped forward and said respectfully: "Master Wang, Young Master Fang is waiting outside, let me tell you, you can go to Laiyang Treasure Pavilion whenever you want." ”

Wang Lun nodded: "Then prepare for breakfast first." ”

Fang He was still concerned about what he was going to do, and he didn't want to waste time when he came over so early.

The breakfast prepared by the Fang family for him was very good, especially a white porridge, after tasting it, he found that the millet used was a little different from the millet he had eaten on earth, and the taste was sweeter.

Bringing things and going outside, Wang Lun saw Fang He and immediately greeted him.

"Master Wang, are you going to the Laiyang Treasure Pavilion now?" Fang He asked.

After seeing Wang Lun nodding, Fang He waved his hand to the side, and a carriage composed of four horses was about to come over.